The weight of the body was like being filled with lead, and Xia Qi found that he couldn't even open his eyelids.

But strangely, his body did not sink in the slightest, as if he was tied to a tough rope and hung high in the air.

It was quiet, there was no sound, and the only thing he could feel was his own gravity.

This feeling made Xia Qi very uncomfortable, but he was completely powerless to do anything.

Time passed in silence, perhaps a few minutes, or hours, or even days.

In short, it made him feel long and tormented.

It wasn't until a barely audible sigh suddenly came from afar, and the darkness around him began to dissipate very quickly.

It's just that he still feels that his body is very heavy, and he still can't achieve any control over his body.

But the blame is here, he obviously closed his eyes, but a little light gradually appeared in his vision, and there was a feeling that the clouds had dissipated.

And not only could he see the light, but he could also see it himself, as if his soul had just left his body and began to wander in this space.

He saw a boxy room.

The room is made up of horizontal bars that resemble yellow light tubes, interlaced with each other.

It felt like a prison for him.

However, there was no one in the room, because there was a gap at one end of the room, and the furnishings inside were very simple, only a bed and a chair.

His perspective faded away from the room, as if the whole person was slowly rising into the air.

Then, he got a general view of the neighborhood.

It's a place that's hard to describe in words, because just outside the square room, there are some letters in the sky, densely covered with strange symbols.

It has a pale shade of green.

His perspective continued to rise, and then, as if he was attracted to something, he instantly shifted to the other end.

It's like another space.

Because there are no longer those strange green symbols, but like a glass house connected and put together.

It's just that the glass was shattered and shattered into pieces.

And if you look closely at every piece of glass, you can see that there is a scene alive on it.

His perspective was drawn to one of the shards of glass, and then a tremendous force suddenly came out of it, and he felt as if he had been sucked into it.

Inexplicably, there is a sense of penetration.

After this feeling, he saw the clouds below, and through the clouds, he saw the earth below.

He is like a pair of eyes in the sky, able to see any corner of the world below by virtue of his height.

However, this situation did not last long, and he was once again pulled back into the space surrounded by shards of glass in all directions by a huge suction.

Staring at several pieces one after another, a similar situation occurred again.

This also made his heart extremely frightened, because these seemingly insignificant small fragments, each piece is a world.

Or rather, through these fragments, he was able to see every space clearly.

All the space, all the people who live in the space, for him now, are equivalent to transparent, can be seen through by him at a glance, and there is no secret at all.

This also gives Xia Qi the illusion that he seems to be a god, as if he can control the whole world.

But it didn't take long for his perspective to change again.

The scene in front of me has become a world decorated with stars.

For such a world, Xia Qi can be said to be no stranger at all, because it is almost no different from his memory of the sea of knowledge.

The only difference is that there is a small cabin.

A very lonely looking wooden house.

Because it was the only presence here, and all around it was endless darkness and the occasional twinkling stars above.

The door of the house was open, and Xia Qi wanted to try hard to see if there was anyone else in the wooden house.

Thinking in his heart, his perspective really moved very quickly.

It felt like he was standing by the door, peeking into.

To his surprise, there was really one person in the cabin.

The man sat on a low wooden bench with his back to him, his head slightly bowed, as if he was thinking about something, as if he was observing something.

However, in Xia Qi's opinion, that person should be troubled by something, because his back looks very helpless, very lonely, and very depressed.

He didn't know why he felt this way, maybe it was because the other party looked very thin.

Compared with himself, his figure can really only be described as weak, sickly.

But what caught his attention the most was that the man's hair was white.

Just like his soul boy.

And just when he was shocked by this, the thin man slowly turned his head.

"Witch God!"

After seeing this person's appearance, Xia Qi couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

Because this man almost looks exactly like the witch god.

The only difference is that he has eyes as deep as ink.

He looks very young, probably only in his early 20s, and his appearance is very delicate, which is very incompatible with his deep eyes.

"Who is he?"

When Xia Qi had this doubt in his mind, he actually already had the answer in his heart.

This person may be the god in the mouth of the pioneers of the Eastern and Western camps.

Although these people are all servants of God, only a handful have actually seen God.

Almost no one knew that what they feared, the omnipotent god in their hearts, was just a handsome young man who looked a little weak.

"Don't be afraid of anything, what you see is just a trace of my soul left here."

The young man spoke abruptly.

After Xia Qi made huge waves in his heart, he wanted to say something to the other party, but he couldn't open his mouth at all.

He couldn't make a sound, because he didn't know in what way he existed.

But the other party seemed to be able to see through his inner thoughts, and replied to himself:

"My name is Xiao Mo, and I am the master of the laws of this world.

But like everyone else, once upon a time, I was just an ordinary member of thousands of worlds and countless people.

I live in what I think is good, and I don't know what to call ghost words as a joke.

Until one day, ghosts suddenly broke into my life, and it wasn't until we went through a lot of hardships to fight to survive to the end that we finally knew what kind of world we lived in.

There is no such thing as freedom, and there is no such thing as safety.

The tentacles of the other world are constantly reaching towards this place, trying to destroy this place.

So I had to resist in embarrassment.

Madness overdraws the life of this world. ”